Category Archives: Style

Enough with the flower crowns!

Every time I see a grown woman on the subway

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wearing a flower crownflower crown

I have flashbacks to my own days wearing one

Tarantella

In dance recitals. Where they belong.

 

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I survived the mother-daughter weekend!

I had a mother-daughter weekend in the DC area. A cousin got married and Mom asked me to be her date. Dad is doing pretty well, but his health ups and downs mean he’s less likely to enjoy all of the standing around a wedding reception can entail, or a four-hour car ride.

I was [mostly] happy to step in, for the chance to see relatives and to try to see old friends in DC, time permitting.

And to see my mother too, yes. So long as she didn’t comment on my weight, hairstyle, lack of boyfriend and/or failure to visit.

The wedding was lovely.

Flowers

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Treat yo self continues

Maybe it’s the medicine I’m on since my head injury.

(I googled it after the fact and learned the pill is an old school, tricyclic antidepressant. No wonder I’m so happy!)

This was just the beginning.

Subsequently I bought a desk for my bedroom on Joss & Main. The white version may be sold out, but the espresso desk was still in stock last time I looked.

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I also decided I needed this bag for Fall. Tory Burch had a big sale, OK? Continue reading

‘Cause I’m a blonde

Yep, yet another post about my hair. I think about my hair a lot.

I went to my charming stylist Thomas’s apartment on the Lower East Side for highlights and a trim. He made my hair a little blonder than I expected, but I think I like it.

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It looks much lighter in person, I think. And I’ll use undereye concealer in the future.

T and his boyfriend have the sweetest Schnauzer who answers to Yoko.

Yoko

Happily, my allergies were kept at bay.

Have a great weekend, lovely friends.

Heck yeah, I ate that

My astute friend Liz suggested that we try Root & Bone, the new restaurant Eater had recently proclaimed to have the best fried chicken in NYC. I didn’t need to be persuaded.

The East Village space is tiny and quirky, as is typical for Alphabet City. The restaurant offers two small bars, reserving both for diners not drinkers. Although drinking is suggested too.

We started with drinks (good ones, although I couldn’t tell you what they were and the online cocktail menu isn’t current) and cornbread (eaten before photos could be taken). The latter was served with strawberry peppercorn preserves and clotted cream, and somehow managed to taste both light and rich simultaneously.

In order to sample more of the menu, we ordered the half fried chicken (four pieces) instead of the whole (eight).

Chicken and wafflesThe chicken was as spectacularly tasty as reviews have said. Crunchy, juicy, tangy, smoky, wonderful.

We also got cheddar waffles, corn bread, Southern peach caprese salad and grits.

Grits

What can I say about the grits? They were fabulous and indulgent in the best possible way. Imagine the best grits you’ve ever eaten and then add fresh sweet corn and pimento cheese.

Of all the dishes, I think the salad of grilled peaches, fried pimento cheese, pickled green tomatoes, basil, heirloom tomatoes and “sticky molasses vinegar” was most interesting. The salad arrived as we were eating the chicken and grits already so it might have gotten short shrift. My goal is to return while all the items are still in season so as to give this salad the attention is deserves.

Even with all of the dishes ordered, there were items we were sorry to miss such as our bar neighbor’s short rib meatloaf with parsnip puree. It’s on my future hit list for sure.

If I were going to skip any dish next time, it would be the waffles. They were good, but I have had the chicken-and-waffles combo elsewhere many times, such as at Sweet Chick. At Root & Bone, the chicken is superb and stands on its own.

We weren’t offered a dessert menu which was fine. Neither of us had room for more food. Maybe next time.

Somehow our meal (including tip!) worked out to just $34 per person. I’m sure Root & Bone will raise its prices over time, but I believe dinner there will still be absolutely worth it.

Treat yo self weekend

My Friday started with an MRI.

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(You’re probably wondering “how does that qualify as a treat?” Just trust me.)

After I got my head examined, I had to run some other personal errands so I took the day off. It was a beautiful day in NYC – very unlike our typical Augusts – and I was feeling better than I have most days since the concussion. Continue reading